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[–] ThePantser@sh.itjust.works 176 points 1 day ago (2 children)
[–] the_q@lemmy.zip 78 points 1 day ago (3 children)

I hope he dies publicly and his diaper overfills and explodes onto nearby Republicans.

[–] glimse@lemmy.world 51 points 1 day ago (2 children)

My friend and I have been saying for years that we don't wish death upon him, we wish utter humiliation. We want him to trip and shit himself while he's walking on stage in full view of the cameras and audience.

On his death bed, he will believe he's dying with dignity. But if he rips his Depends on stage, he's gonna lose his mind.

[–] ZephyrXero@lemmy.world 18 points 1 day ago

Oh god, if he somehow lost his voice and use of his hands, but was otherwise conscious that would be ideal. Suffering in silence like he caused for so many

[–] Mynameisallen@lemmy.zip 12 points 1 day ago

I want him to die humiliated and in a gallow

[–] WoodScientist@lemmy.world 18 points 1 day ago (2 children)

Can we go for the good old fashioned lightning strike option? Nothing quite like an evil man being killed in a way indistinguishable from being smote by the wrath of an angry god.

[–] edgemaster72@lemmy.world 16 points 1 day ago

Far quicker than he deserves, but you are right about the flashiness of it

[–] DrFistington@lemmy.world 6 points 1 day ago

Nah, falling down stairs town screaming and crying like a bitch would be funnier

[–] ZombiFrancis@sh.itjust.works 8 points 1 day ago

In all likelihood they'd promptly revere their spattered articles of clothing as holy relics.

[–] UnderpantsWeevil@lemmy.world 7 points 1 day ago

That is not dead which can eternal lie

And with strange aeons even death may die